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*Your lips churned lies you choked on so I cannot sympathise. Sweep up your bones and lift them as a sign of your demise.*
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 3:24 PM UTC
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*Your lips churned lies you choked on so I cannot sympathise. Sweep up your bones and lift them as a sign of your demise.*
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 3:24 PM UTC
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